Fantasy World Transmigration

Although the ten halls of the underworld are not as ancient and powerful as the six palaces of Luofeng, they are the rulers of the underworld today. In the eyes of all living beings, they are really mysterious and powerful to the extreme. The second hall is the emperor of the underworld. He was standing in the hall, in front of the throne, and raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard Wukong's words resounding through the underworld.

King Biancheng sneered and said, "That monstrous monkey in Yangjian has such a big tone!"

"Leave it alone. After all, he is the last of the Seven Great Sages of the Monster Race. Although he is excluded and is not the same as the other Great Saints, the Monster Race is an ancient force that has dominated the prehistoric world after all. His Seven Great Saints have some cards. ?” King Chu Jiang smiled.

"Huh!" King Biancheng snorted coldly: "He, the seventh great sage, cannot rely on the shadow of his ancestors, and the other six great sages killed the emperor Zimu, so he just wants to rescue him, which shows that he is not favored by the monster clan." Waiting to see is not a lie, now the Yaozu still needs him, give him the name of the Seventh Great Sage, and when he is no longer needed... the first one to be cleaned up is a white-eyed wolf like him."

Speaking of Di Zimu, King Chu Jiang said solemnly, "Di Zimu is a troublesome guy. Luo Feng Liutian's guy has become an old ghost. He is unwilling to be lonely and wants to get involved, but we don't need to provoke that Donghua." Monarch."

"Luo Feng Liutian is a bunch of lunatics... anyone dares to provoke them." Chujiang King said dissatisfied: "Back then, the Great Merchant Kingdom slaughtered monsters and priests to satisfy their appetites. The Emperor of Heaven looked at the overall situation of cleaning up the monsters , turn one eye and close one eye, and endure it. Later, they tortured and killed the tribe, tens of thousands of blood sacrifices, beheadings, cannons, and human stakes. They built palaces for them, and even for their shrines in the underworld to be mapped to the underworld. Using people as stakes, buried in the foundation of the temple, all kinds of crazy behaviors did not know how to restrain themselves, which angered the Emperor of Heaven."

King Biancheng snorted coldly, "You still call him Emperor of Heaven?"

"Emperor Hong's perverse actions..."

The king of Chu Jiang was rarely angry, and he reprimanded sharply: "Presumptuous! Respect the Emperor of Heaven... Even though the Emperor of Heaven has joined the Dao, it is not us who can criticize him. It is not our turn to make irresponsible remarks about the Emperor of Heaven! "

King Biancheng was taken aback for a moment, then avoided the topic and said, "The Great Sage Equaling Heaven doesn't have the support of his family, so it's nothing to worry about. The blood came from two juniors, so it's nothing. Bai Suzhen said it was because of Mount Li. The old mother took care of me, but although the old mother of Lishan has great powers, she can't control our underworld...Only Emperor Donghua, blame it..."

King Chujiang snorted coldly: "Didn't Luo Feng go to stand up for six days?"

"But there is one thing that I still can't figure out. Why did Luo Feng Liutian's people take the place of us, for Emperor Ziyang's muddy water this time? They killed Bai Suzhen and offended Lishan's old mother, after all, they are not powerful within the heaven , but to offend Emperor Donghua, that is not easy to provoke!"

King Chujiang had already thought about this problem: "Luo Feng Liutian has a grudge against the Emperor of Heaven! Back then, when Liutian's old qi was swept away, they were severely punished by the Emperor of Heaven, and the Yang God was killed, and the Yin God brought down the underworld. The sporadic blood food of barbarian sacrifices, and witchcraft were denounced as obscene sacrifices to evil gods. Compared with the Xia and Shang gods, when the whole country sacrificed and dominated the kingdom of God, it is pitifully tight."

"But when the Emperor of Heaven was still around, they didn't dare to express their grievances, and they didn't even dare to complain. They were afraid of being killed! To be honest...but after the Emperor of Heaven came together, the Eastern Prince's proposition gave them ambition!"

"Eastern Prince's proposition is simple to say, that the gods rule the heavens, gods rule over everything, the prehistoric, all living beings, and the human race. The emperor of heaven regards every human race as his own descendant. He is the ancestor of the human race, so he naturally treats them equally and treats them with love and kindness." Strict, it can be said that he hates iron but not steel, and he hopes that everyone in Honghuang will be like Yao and Shun."

"Because Yao and Shun are his most outstanding descendants!"

"But in the prehistoric times, everyone was a dragon, and everyone was a Yao and Shun, so what else do gods rule over?"

"So, the Eastern Prince and gods like us only hope to establish a normal heavenly court, a heavenly court like the Supreme God's Court, not concentric with all living beings, but ruling all living beings, dominating all living beings, and building a real, high-ranking divine court.

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"At that time, the old ghosts of Luo Feng Liutian naturally had an excuse to get rid of the shackles of the emperor's restriction of the divine way, and return to the era when the divine right ruled everything in the past."

King Biancheng said in a low voice: "There is also Patriarch Minghe, there are rumors that...he wants to attack the underworld."

King Chu Jiang hesitated for a moment, then said slowly: "Patriarch Minghe has been displeased with us for a long time, and it is not a new thing to want to destroy the underworld, but there are also people behind us... Otherwise, why would we invite Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha to stay here?" Hell, distribute our authority to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva a lot, and still sit back and watch Taiyi save the suffering Tianzun and open up the holy kingdom of God?"

King Biancheng lowered his voice and said, "So there are Xuanmen and Buddhism..."

"Although Patriarch Styx sealed Luo with tricks, raised his eyebrows, and occupied the Demonic Dao, the Demonic Dao is no longer the Demonic Dao in the hands of that Luo Demon Ancestor! He wanted to destroy the Desolation Demon God, but Patriarch Styx was only transformed by Pan Gu's dirty blood, and he no longer has the power to compete with the Taoist sect."

"In the past, Xuanmen wanted to support him to drag that Luo Mozu back. Now, although Styx plotted against Luo and dominated the Modao family, he also lost the support of Xuanmen and Buddhism. Now, the righteous way of Xuanmen has disappeared. I need him! I don’t need to worry about dealing with the Demonic Dao... If he keeps his own place in the sea of ​​blood, it’s fine, but if he takes action against my underworld and involves reincarnation, wouldn’t that trigger the Three Religions’ Nilin? The Demonic Dao will kill himself?”

"So don't worry about the magic way..."

King Biancheng asked casually, "So, Di Zimu?"

"Pretend you didn't see it, ignore it, don't interfere!"

"The two blood sea direct descendants of Mo Dao?"

"If Luo Feng Liutian doesn't make the right move, we'll help those old ghosts in the dark and kill them here, as long as we don't show up!"

"The Great Sage Equaling Heaven from the Monster Race?"

"Ignore it, let the Yaozu handle it by themselves!"

"That demon girl Bai Suzhen?"

"It's just an ant, let her self-destruction is... If she is in front of her, so what if she presses her to death?"

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The evil general looked at the falling of the flying scythe and let out an angry roar. The souls who lined up on the Naihe Bridge to cross the bridge looked unlucky and hid back on Huangquan Road. Now the Naihe Bridge is very wide. The demonic aura of the evil spirits gathered together, turning into red and black iron-blooded soldiers soaring into the sky, and the deep dark demonic aura from the evil spirits and evil gods rolled in even more.

The God of Evil will rush to the forefront, and the God of Yin will swell countless times in the evil spirit...

"Demon bastard, die!"

"kill!"

Countless ghosts and gods roared in unison, and the thunderous roar turned into a thunderbolt, which shook the entire Naihe Bridge. Overlaid together, the bridge deck of Naihe Bridge is not wide, and countless ghosts and gods, golden swords and iron horses, rush in like a flood, and the blurred gods merge into tides, tyrannical mana, With the ferocious and evil energy accumulated for thousands of years, the most brutal and ferocious magical powers of the evil spirits, and the ancestral spirits of the monster souls swallowed by them have all manifested.

Countless faces driving ferocious supernatural powers, like a tide of black mist composed of countless densely packed faces, charged towards the two of them.

Master Wusheng's hand pinching the sword formula turned white, and he was so nervous that he couldn't feel the pain anymore!

He wailed: "Are we the way of the devil, or are they the way of the devil? It seems that these evil ghosts, witches and gods are a little more evil than us."

The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord was even more angry: "It's too shameless! The atmosphere of Honghuang is too bad!"

"We have always besieged the enemy by the magic way, when will it be the turn of others to besiege our magic way?"

The two old devils who were blamed by Wusheng and Xuetu looked at the Wangchuan River on both sides of the Naihe Bridge with their eyes very honestly. A small boat dangled on the river and floated to the side of the Naihe Bridge intentionally or unintentionally. Come on, the two old devils looked at each other: "Someone wants to run away!"

At this time, a suddenly extended iron rod was inserted into the boat, swinging the boat far away.

Wukong said impatiently: "You two, work hard, and make small moves. The old grandson took Mu boy and the little white snake and ran away in a boat, leaving you two 'demonic giants' to invade the sea of ​​​​blood. They were brutally suppressed by the underworld. In future generations, the power of demons will shock the heavens, suppressing the 18th floor of hell will not be liberated for countless kalpas!"

The Wusheng leader sighed and said, "Brother Xuetu, it seems that I have to work hard today!"

"Bless the Demon Ancestor!" The Gorefiend clasped his hands together and said reverently.

"When the Demon Ancestor saw your prayer gesture, he should have killed you!" Wukong yelled, "The river of Wangchuan, the blue sky and the yellow spring are right next to you, the blood demon that came out of the sea of ​​blood, dare to say that you have no means... ...My grandson doesn't even believe it!"

With a flick of the Wusheng leader's hand, Yuan Tu's sword turned into a long river.

Xuetu stretched his arms and opened his arms to meet the tide of ghosts and gods. The roiling tide of evil spirits contained the ferocity of countless evil spirits and witches and gods. Poor green falls to the underworld, and the sea of ​​blood hides a knife without a place to find..."

Under the Naihe Bridge, the water of Wangchuan Huangquan is turbid and surging, and the water is three points steeper.

Countless blood god sons rushed out from behind Xuetu, and the densely packed blood god sons turned into a sea of ​​blood behind him. They rushed towards the Wangchuan River in groups, and the blood god sons rushed into the blue sky, turning into wisps in the blink of an eye. The streak of blood melted away, and that thread of blood dissipated in the Wangchuan River. Gradually, the turbid yellow water slowly rose.

Xue Tu raised his head and sighed in a low voice: "Come on knife!"

Crash!

The Wangchuan River set off a huge wave, and the monstrous flood rushed towards the Naihe Bridge. The Naihe Bridge emitted a ray of spiritual light to firmly suppress the Wangchuan River. As soon as the words fell, the endless water of the Wangchuan River turned into blood, and the blue sky and the yellow spring suddenly turned. It is a sea of ​​blood and true water, endless, which was borrowed by the Blood Slaughter Demon Lord and turned into a long knife.

Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Sword!

Borrowing the water of the Forgotten River, reversing the blue sky and turning the yellow spring into the true water of the Blood River, and turning the Styx River into the Blood River, the water of the Forgotten River is endless, but under the bridge, there is an endless flow. How many joys and sorrows have been sent away by this river? Passers-by, there is no river more magnificent than the love and hatred that Wangchuan has seen, and there is no bridge that has more passers-by than the Naihe Bridge.

Naihe Bridge, Wangchuan River.

Reincarnation, endless swords...

The blood demon Lord raised the knife in his hand to let you run for a lifetime, anyway, you can't escape reincarnation...

Sweeping with a knife... A boundless river of blood rushed away, and countless blood gods shuttled and intertwined in the river of blood. The countless ghosts and gods who turned into black tides and countless souls couldn't help but flow towards the river of blood. He fell into the middle of the river, and was swallowed up by the blood god son in the river, and the blood god son split into two, and continued to pounce on the next evil spirit.

The black tide with evil spirits was dyed blood in the blink of an eye.

Only the Evil God will be trapped in the river of blood, being devoured by countless blood god sons, he roars again and again, rolling and shaking with evil aura, and constantly wears down those blood god sons who are like ghosts.

The Wuwen banner with the word "约" emits countless black lights, condensing all the army of ghosts and gods into one body, resisting the endless blood slaughter.

Heavenly demons turn into blood, so they don't enter reincarnation.

Elai raised up his divine power and tore open the river of blood. This terrifying divine power forcibly shattered countless blood god sons, bearing the weight of the Wangchuan River with all his strength, step by step, with difficulty, against the sea of ​​blood, toward the blood Lord Tu Mo walked away.

"The ancient evil comes, and the power can be a thousand troops!" The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord holds the Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Knife, with a calm expression, and even looks at the evil general with admiration, until the evil comes step by step, shaking the aura of Naiheqiao. , said quietly: "General, you... are not bad!"

Elai roared angrily, "Kill!"

He let go of the hand holding Xuehe's knife, exposed his chest, raised his halberd with both hands, and slashed at Xuetu's head.

The blood river impacted on his chest, and the knife energy of the Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Sword sliced ​​open his chest. The blood river carried the weight of Wang Chuan, with a sharpness that could not be looked directly at, pierced into Elai's chest, and the blood river pierced through On Elai's chest, the endless blood is taking away Eilei's divine power and vitality every moment.

It only takes a few breaths of time to corrode and wipe away the vicious and tyrannical fighting spirit.

But it only takes a moment for the head of the evil divine halberd to be smashed into blood...

The divine halberd slashed down, but Xue Tu's face remained normal, and he never pulled out the Xuehe long knife, but at this moment, Wusheng's Yuan Tu sword energy pierced Elai's head for a short, instant.

The ancient evil came, his eyes were full of regret, and the divine halberd stayed a little distance above Xuetu's head, but it was already a natural moat.

The evil and tyrannical body melted into the endless river of blood.

The Blood Slaughter Demon Lord drew out the Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Knife, and the river of blood that submerged the endless army of ghosts and gods flowed back towards the River of Forgetfulness, taking away countless ghosts, witches, gods, spirits, and spirits. Those souls, numbering in the billions, merged into the river of blood , into the River of Forgetfulness, without any waves.

The river of forgetfulness is still flowing, it doesn't look like it turned into a river of blood and swallowed up countless ghosts and gods in the slightest.

Xue Tu held up the Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Sword... just raised his head slightly, and Luo Feng, the old ghost of Liu Tian opposite him, felt suffocated and silent for a while, Zhou Yinjue's face finally showed a ripple from the darkness, he saw The figure holding a knife and a sword on the bridge in front of him, those ghosts, ghosts, witches and gods are his subordinates, and he once followed him to conquer the monsters and barbarians in all directions. Enter this brutal and invincible army of ghosts and gods.

They are tyrannical, they sacrifice blood to prisoners of war, they slaughter all living beings, and they are incomparably powerful.

They wear bronze armor, painted with witch characters, and smear their bodies with monster blood. They live as warriors, die as ghosts and gods, and continue to fight. They have a wild atmosphere, savage and powerful.

Now, this invincible army blessed by ghosts and gods, after being defeated by the slaves who turned against Muye, was imprisoned in the underworld together with the witch gods by the Heavenly Emperor. Junior, then the terrain of Wangchuan killed countless people. It's not terrible to be killed... The army of ghosts and gods of the Great Shang Dynasty was severely injured by the remnants of the demon clan who didn't know how many terrifying and cruel.

But it's not a failure.

Fear is failure...

Zhou Jueyin had already seen fear in the eyes of these ghost warriors.

"Six Heavens Old Qi, maybe we are really old gods! Heavenly Emperor, don't you want to represent Nine Heavens and wipe us out? But now...you haven't cleaned us up yet, someone is going to sweep you away Remaining prestige! Haha... Heavenly Emperor... Emperor Hongshi! Di Jiang... Your Majesty..."

"My lord!"

"Why did you abandon us, why...abandon us!"

"I just can't forget, I'm a witch!"

Zhou Jueyin's eyes were reddish, he calmed down the turbulent emotions, his eyes became cold again, he drew his knife and pointed at the bloody slaughter on the Naihe Bridge, Wusheng and Wusheng said indifferently as usual: "Kill!"

The darkness of the underworld, which was torn apart by Zhou Jueyin's blow, pierced through the sky above the Naihe Bridge like lightning.

Xuetu turned pale with fright, and hastily raised the knife before his sword intent pierced through Wangchuan, mobilizing the power of the Styx, the Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Knife condensed with the sword intent was easily torn apart by Zhou Jueyin, and the silver lightning remained undiminished. After tearing Xuetu's body apart, he hastily turned into a blood shadow, three parts of the blood light were scattered, and the remaining trace escaped in time, hiding in Wukong's depth.

Xuetu roared angrily: "Monkey, you just tricked me, this time you help me block it!"

"If my Heavenly Demon Transforming Blood Sword is still there, how can I be easily defeated by that old man?"

With a stick in his hand, Wukong scattered the silver lightning, and said without looking back, "Oh! If you have the sword, you won't be defeated, right?"

Xue Tu paused, and then said firmly: "At least three moves can be supported!"

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